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Elementary classrooms

Had such a divide.

I saw myself in a tomb

But stayed quiet from fear and pride.


Teacher, my head is down

So leave me alone, I would beg and plead.

I knew the word but couldn't make out the sounds-

Sometimes in that moment, I forgot how to read.


An entire test came and went in a breeze

And somehow I'm not even finished.

Everyone is performing with such ease

While I was still trying to process a sentence.


At home, anger plagued those not to blame

And I would weep for myself and those who loved me most.

A school, my dark skin ensured everyone knew my name

But outside of that, I always felt like a ghost.

Comments

  • Mar 08, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    They buried all your talentsFortunately you were able to reveal it your own way its a pleasure reading Your work

    Mar 08, 2019

  • Mar 08, 2019

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